All Chapters of REJECTED; Mated To The Alpha I Hate.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ASTRID'S POVGrabbing her hair, I didn't hesitate to pull her backward, throwing her to the hard floor, which elicited a painful cry from her lips just how I liked it.“How… How dare you? Do you know what you have done?” She still had the guts to yell at me without respect.I scoffed and defiantly folded my arms across my chest, my eyes rolling in disgust as I glared at her.“You'll regret this, Astrid! You'll live to regret this!” she warned as she tried getting to her feet, but she collapsed again. I bet I had thrown her so hard to the floor that standing up wasn't going to be easy for her.“Regret? You speak of regret like you know the meaning!” I scoffed. “Trust me, Camilla, I won't regret anything! The only thing I would have regretted was letting you go after slapping me, but did I? No! And I'll definitely be happy for the rest of my life!” A mischievous smile formed on my lips.Although I didn't want any commotion today, I couldn't avoid it, and it was because of Camilla.I wat

ASTRID'S POV.A light yawn escaped my lips as soon as I opened my eyes. I rolled around in bed, a smile stretching across my face as I recalled the previous night.“Dane?” I called out, but he wasn't in bed and didn't seem to be in the bathroom either. I immediately grew worried. Why wasn't he around?Did it perhaps have something to do with our night together? Did he think it was a mistake? Did he wake up only to regret sharing the same bed with me?All sorts of negative thoughts seeped into my mind, but I knew I needed to gather every positive mindset I could muster. I waited for a few more minutes in bed, my eyes lingering on the door, hoping he would come in at any moment, but nothing happened.Soon, I became restless and scared. I couldn't wait anymore. I deserved an explanation. Why on earth would he sleep with me just to ghost me? I didn't do anything wrong, as far as I recalled. I needed to set some facts straight.I pushed myself off the bed and stood on my feet. My eyes ling

ASTRID'S POV.Dane and I both got out of the car. As we walked, I noticed that several people passing by seemed to be staring at me. Their whispered conversations only added to my confusion. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.Was I late? What kind of trick was Camilla trying to pull now? She always had so many schemes, and it was starting to really frustrate me.I walked across the grounds and entered the main hall. Inside, everyone was focused on Camilla. She had a sly, mischievous look in her eyes that immediately made me uneasy. I could tell that look meant trouble.“Let the rites begin!” she announced with a wide smile.“Not so fast!” I shouted sharply, cutting through her announcement. Her face flushed with sweat and her composure cracked, revealing her growing stress and confusion.I watched with satisfaction as her confident smile gradually turned into a deep frown, quickly replaced by sheer fear.“Astrid... How are you here? How is this even possible? You sho

CAMILLIA'S POVMy eyes were fixed on the grave in front of me. I felt a deep sense of suffocation and frustration that I had never experienced before; even in death, he continued to infuriate me.In a burst of anger, I shouted loudly, "Damn it!" and kicked the edge of the gravestone with all my might. I grabbed the bouquet of flowers that had been left there and threw them harshly onto the ground, crushing them beneath my feet as I stomped on them.I felt a profound sense of betrayal. Everyone had mocked me, and they had all watched as she made a fool of me, but not one person had bothered to come over and hear my side of the story or offer any comfort. Instead, they all seemed to have ample time to visit this grave and lay flowers as if nothing had happened."You couldn't keep your nose out of things, could you?" I shouted into the empty space, hoping that his ghost was nearby and could hear the depth of my anger and frustration.“You had to give the pack to her, didn't you?” I roare

ASTRID'S POV“Where am I?” I asked, my voice coming out in a strained whisper as I slowly parted my lips. Camilla was by my side, supporting me. I kept drawing in deep breaths, too afraid to open my eyes for fear that the pain might intensify. I wanted to flinch but fought to remain still.“Where am I? Where did you bring me?” I repeated, my voice tinged with panic as I felt her move closer.“I’ll get Dane for you,” she said, her voice soft but firm before she stood up and moved away. I reached out towards her, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive.Every muscle in my body seemed to be paralyzed, a numbness spreading through me. I felt a growing sense of being dragged into darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to block out the overwhelming sensations as I drifted into unconsciousness.I was jolted awake by a nauseating churn in my stomach, my eyes snapping open. The immediate need to vomit hit me like a wave, and I groaned in pain and frustration. I attempted t